Peripheral Poem by Kewayne Wadley

From the outside looking in,
The angels cry,
Fragile tears that crash against the ground.
(Giving birth to) Winged laments that softly lull
From the waterfalls of risen cheeks.
A sonata of symphonies contrasting in depth.
Following close behind, hand in hand.
Orphans, soon (to be) adopted (by one another) .
Creating the tides that roar against one another.
No longer alone,
Finding matrimony.
Washing away each other's sins.
From the outside looking in